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Cal Bears: Captain Steve Kovacich, 934 Avis Drive, El Cerrito, California, seemed to be a General Practitioner of desert life. He kept us informed in detail of the flora and fauna of the region and impressed us as well with his skill in climbing. Steve will never cease to find things to do and learn about - and each day his versatility and knowledge grows. He is a truly remarkable young man. Betty Borg, 3550 Kearn, North Sacramento, California, became famous her very first night with the group. All along the river she dutifully watched from the very crest of the pile of goods in the raft; and at any time her happy laughter filled the air. This coming year Betty will spend in Switzerland, the result of excellent work in English at UC. That will give her plenty of time to relish all the adventures of the trip and to grow back her fingernails, too. Johno Whetten, 2746 College Avenue, Berkeley, California, instructed us in the geology' of the Colorado. He also toted a canvas wrapped violin all the way down the river so he could entertain us at Aztec. When pushed, he would do his share of the rowing; but for the most part he relaxed and dreamed up unique methods of water fighting. Mary Kenner, 2368 Le Conte, Berkeley, California, was also introduced to us boldly in the middle of the night. Her infectious laughter was missed when it died to a hoarse whisper the last few days. She led us in song whenever the occasion needed it and managed to amaze us all as she scooted up and down the cliffs of the Natural Bridge like a professional. Ted McKee, c/o Geology Department, University of California, Berkeley, California, was an old hand at camping and desert living. He was always willing to share his experience: he taught us to make reed pipes, to spot scalopogous lizards, to hike, to relax and enjoy the adventure we had. Bob Enz, 3915 Nevil Street, Oakland, California, won all sorts of honor and affection: he caught a huge catfish, rescued Stan, grew a most shaggy beard, and excelled in all the arts of the out-of-doors. We discovered that his jokes and puns were side-splitting, and we all wished we could be Boy Scouts in his troop. Sharon Kingdon, Maxwell Hall, 179 Fort Washington Avenue, New York 32, New York, became the girls' rock-running champion to everyone's surprise (and hers as well). She spent the summer in New York and there decided to continue her studies in Columbia University's School of Nursing. The other result of the summer was this Log. -37-

Socotwa is a trip log of participant activities and photographs from a river rafting voyage through the Glen Canyon area of the Colorado River from June 11-19, 1958.
The name, Socotwa, comes from the South Cottonwood Ward of the LDS Church, which first started the trips.

Cal Bears: Captain Steve Kovacich, 934 Avis Drive, El Cerrito, California, seemed to be a General Practitioner of desert life. He kept us informed in detail of the flora and fauna of the region and impressed us as well with his skill in climbing. Steve will never cease to find things to do and learn about - and each day his versatility and knowledge grows. He is a truly remarkable young man. Betty Borg, 3550 Kearn, North Sacramento, California, became famous her very first night with the group. All along the river she dutifully watched from the very crest of the pile of goods in the raft; and at any time her happy laughter filled the air. This coming year Betty will spend in Switzerland, the result of excellent work in English at UC. That will give her plenty of time to relish all the adventures of the trip and to grow back her fingernails, too. Johno Whetten, 2746 College Avenue, Berkeley, California, instructed us in the geology' of the Colorado. He also toted a canvas wrapped violin all the way down the river so he could entertain us at Aztec. When pushed, he would do his share of the rowing; but for the most part he relaxed and dreamed up unique methods of water fighting. Mary Kenner, 2368 Le Conte, Berkeley, California, was also introduced to us boldly in the middle of the night. Her infectious laughter was missed when it died to a hoarse whisper the last few days. She led us in song whenever the occasion needed it and managed to amaze us all as she scooted up and down the cliffs of the Natural Bridge like a professional. Ted McKee, c/o Geology Department, University of California, Berkeley, California, was an old hand at camping and desert living. He was always willing to share his experience: he taught us to make reed pipes, to spot scalopogous lizards, to hike, to relax and enjoy the adventure we had. Bob Enz, 3915 Nevil Street, Oakland, California, won all sorts of honor and affection: he caught a huge catfish, rescued Stan, grew a most shaggy beard, and excelled in all the arts of the out-of-doors. We discovered that his jokes and puns were side-splitting, and we all wished we could be Boy Scouts in his troop. Sharon Kingdon, Maxwell Hall, 179 Fort Washington Avenue, New York 32, New York, became the girls' rock-running champion to everyone's surprise (and hers as well). She spent the summer in New York and there decided to continue her studies in Columbia University's School of Nursing. The other result of the summer was this Log. -37-